Maebh

Chapter 9

Back at school, a new student joined the shitty school, rumours spread, and she quickly joined the popular group, the school's first popular Muslim lesbian. “Oh my god did you hear about- _____?!” or “Oh my god! ____ Is so cool-” Those sentences confused Maebh, who was this mystery girl.

“Okay, who is Huda?” Luci asked Amy. “No idea!” She laughed. “Probably a skank.” Lucielle began to wheeze before choking on her spit “FUCK-- GOD!!” She coughed loudly, bending over to try and stop choking.

“Don’t die!!!” Amy laughed loudly, almost wheezing herself. “Can you two shut up? I’m reading porn” Knotter yelled, reading a book he found on bikboc called “A tiara of needles and daisies”. “Reading porn, in school, seriously?” Amy asked reluctantly. “Oh, gods you make me hard Knot-” “shut up Luci” Knotter interrupted, holding a hand up to shush Lucielle. “I’m at the good part...” He smirked. “Tug the joystick!” Lucielle grinned, wanting to see certain parts of knotter. “SHUT UP!” Knotter yelled, utterly pissed off.
Finally, lessons came, and Knotter strolled into his RE lesson with his teacher crush, Mr. Owen. A tall, dark skinned overweight Greek man with a curved nose which made Knotter shiver, mainly attracted to his nose. Mr. Owens voice was that of a person who’d voice audiobooks.

“Ah, Knotter, hello. How are you?” Mr. Owen asked in his usual jolly voice. “Good! You?” Knotter grinned foolishly at the teacher. “I’m quite great, today we’re doing some retouching on the golden rule subject.” “Easy”

Knotter sat in his seat, at the front in front of Mr. Owens desk, he sat down and leaned back, cracking his back as a new student walked in. “Ah, Esme-Rose, or Esme.” Mr. Owen looked at a girl who was 4’11 with pale, freckled skin brown hair with rose gold tips in a ponytail and a slight snaggletooth. “What do you prefer?” He smiled. “Oh, it’s just Esme.” She iterated; she had a soft childlike voice. “Alright, so Esme, would you like to introduce yourself?” “No.” Esme laughed. “Alright, go sit over there” Mr. Owen pointed to the seat beside knotter.

Esme sat down, why did this little weirdo have no bag? Suddenly, she pulled a pencil case out of her inside pocket. Knotter looked curiously. “Are you allergic to bags or something?” He inquired sarcastically. “Yes” Esme laughed jovially.
“Fair enough, I’m Knotter.” He introduced himself, “I’m Esme, obvs.” She replied before promptly beeping. “The fuck?” “Oh, it means my insulin is being pumped through my Omnipod since I ate recently so a measured amount of insulin has to make my glucose levels balance, so I don't get too high.”

Knotter found this person interesting.

“Pronouns?” “She/ her” For the rest of the lesson, they gossiped, and Esme was quickly invited to the friend group.

The next class was RE for Maebh, she entered the room and Mr. Smith looked at her and then his pocket watch. “20... Seconds... Late.” He growled before looking down at Maebh. “Hm...” He smirked down at her. “What to do with you...?” “Uh... not detention...?” Maebh pleaded. “I’m kidding Maebh, go sit down you miscreant. “Thanks!” She grinned, bounding over to her seat.

Within seconds, Lucielle entered the classroom. “Hi sir, ~” she giggled gently. “35 Seconds late.” He scolded her lightly. She gave him puppy eyes and he sighed deeply “Fine, you won't get detention. This time...” He prowled back to his desk, sitting in his desk chair and leaning back. “Right. Books open, now and define...

The golden rule.”

Deliah raised her hand. “Erm, the golden rule is the teaching that you should treat others how you want to be treated.” She spoke. “Correct my dear. Everyone write that down please.” Mr. Smith commanded upon all 26 of his students. “She knows it yet she's an absolute fucking cunt to everyone.” Lucielle said to Maebh, not even trying to whisper.

“Right, register...” He yawned.

“Debbie Andrews”

“Here!”

“Derrick Cassidy”

“Wagwan.”

“Aspen Celia”

“Here!”

“Rubee Daniels”

“Here!”

“Rose Davids”

“Wagwan.”

“Mason Denberg”

“Here!”

“Matt Elanor”

“Here!”

“Grant Ember”

“Yeah sir.”

“Emily Grey”

“mhm!”

“Deliah Jameson”

“Here!”

“Maebh Jenkins”

“Here!”

“Lucielle Landin”

“Here pookie!”

“Bo Mannith?"

“Yep.”

“James Manson”

“Hey!”

“Blue Moon”

“Ugh... HERE!”

“Anastasia Nancy”

“Hi!”

“Emma Peters”

“Here!”

“Dan Prince”

“Wagwan”

“William Sanders”

“Hi there sir!”

“Grace Scott”

“Here!”

“Mattie Shaw”

“Yo.”

“Daisy Smith”

“Morning sir!”

“Janet Turnbull”

“Yeah...”

“Amy Winter”

“I’m here!”

“Ruben Worzdale”

“Wagwan.”

“Joshua Wells”

“Wagwan G.”

“Alright, full house today.” Geoffrey whistled lowly, pacing to and from his whiteboard, grabbing a black whiteboard pen. “Today, we’re recapping Good and Evil, write the date and title down!”

The lesson passed in a flash due to Maebh’s love of RE whilst the other kids groaned in boredom. Break came quickly and all the years hoarded out of the school walls swiftly, running to the courtyard, pushing, shoving, swearing, and getting screamed at by teachers. “My fucking god... I hate R.E” Lucielle moaned unenthusiastically.

“I love R.E” Knotter grinned. “Thats just because you want to rail mr. Owen.” Lucielle chuckled. The whole friend group grimaced at the fact. “Shut up you titty sucker!” He snapped angrily. “Fucking girl...”

“Oh Knotty, why don't you want to rail little old me~” “Lucielle shut the actual fuck up you shit-licker.” “Can you two lovers stop bickering?” Maebh pleaded. “Shut the fuck up.” Lucielle and Knotter yelled in unison. “How long do we have left?” Amy asked Knotter. “5 minutes” He answered promptly, Amy groaned “break time is too short, I have fucking math next.” “I have science.” Lucielle smiled. “I hate science.” Maebh hissed before throwing her head back and whistling twice.

Knotter began to sing, “You can travel the wo-orld--” “SHUT UP!” Luci yelled. “Don't you dare get that bullshit song stuck in my head!” “Womp fucking womp!” Knotter yelled back.
“I’m gonna scrap you behind Lidl at 6pm” Lucielle giggled. “Do it wimp.” Soon after, the bell rang, and the whistle was blown.

Time for some science...